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Nov 2012
Look at me
through the mass
into my eyes
not at my ***
               You seem to believe
               I'm not that.
               peel the skin
               **** the fat
make me laugh
make me cry
something, anything
just please don't lie
               I understand
               Can't read your mind
               But I've seen it before
               I know your kind
                                                            ­     Can't fool me.
Olivia OConnor
Written by
Olivia OConnor  Baltimore, MD
(Baltimore, MD)   
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